Professor W. G. Elmslie, D.D.: Memoir and SermonsElmslie, William Gray
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Professor W. G. Elmslie, D.D.: Memoir and Sermons
Elmslie, William Gray
Elmslie, William Gray, 1848-1889; Sermons, English -- 19th century; Theologians -- Scotland -- Biography
something has gone from them never to be replaced till that daybreak
which shall unite all who belong to one another. But over the sense of
their own loss there rises and remains the feeling how much God
indicates in this life of which only some small portion is fulfilled.
The world of expectation and love thus suddenly closed for earth must be
open somewhere. There must be ministries in other spheres for which he
was prepared and summoned. His life must—we know not how—be complete in
Him, Who alone of all who lived fully achieved His life's programme, Who
came down from Heaven to do His Father's business, and having done it
died.
I.
FROM THE REV. PROFESSOR MARCUS DODS, D.D.
"From my first acquaintance with the late Professor Elmslie, I availed
myself of every opportunity of seeing him, for intercourse with him
never failed to be inspiring. Our acquaintance may be said to have
culminated in a five weeks' tramp through the Black Forest and the
Tyrol, in company with Professor Drummond—to myself a
never-to-be-forgotten holiday. Often compelled to sleep in one room,
and always thrown upon one another from sunrise to sundown, we came to
have a tolerably complete insight into one another's character. And for
my own part, I never ceased to marvel at the unfailing good humour and
gaiety with which Elmslie put up with the little inconveniences
incident to such travel, at the brightness he diffused in four
languages, at the sparkling wit with which he seasoned the most
commonplace talk, and at the ease and felicity with which he turned his
mind to the gravest problems of life and of theology, and penetrated to
the very heart of them. His cleverness, his smartness of repartee, his
nimbleness of mind, his universal sympathy and complete intelligence
were each hour a fresh surprise, and were as exhilarating as the
mountain air and the new scenes through which we were passing. I have
often reproached myself with not treasuring the fine sayings with which
he lifted us into a region in which former difficulties were scarcely
discernible and not at all disturbing. But, indeed, one might as well
have tried to bottle the atmosphere for home consumption, for into
everything he said and did he carried a buoyancy and a light all his
own.
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